Ночные Снайперы - Архитектор - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

The architect of my soul

Builds arches and stained glasses

The prospect of heavenly roofs

The tears are stitched with anfilads

Leaves an empty basement

For me, what would I be able to

Hide and draw in it

This is all that remains for us

This is all that I got

The vatman vulture is like death,

In a straight line vertically

What did you have to go with you

The architect of my soul

Let me still live,

Let me still live,

Let me see my daughter

With a new name of all rains,

All fogs and tender words

I want to earn her.

I can earn love.

Do not let me go deeper,

Into the depths of the wells and deep into the loop.

The oil drips, the brush dries

And the lines are erased

And my features turn pale

A saucer-core is blurring

I have already passed

And oblivion and fire

But I don't remember and there are no scars

Grace is not an armor at all

The architect of my soul

I ask for continuation.

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"Architect" is the most mysterious song.

“Nobody heard this song, again. It was written in the spring of 2013, for me it is the most mysterious song. I don’t understand what moved me, and I don’t want to understand. It was in a very small city. I don’t remember the name, but in a very pompous hotel, where it was impossible to fall asleep. All these candelabra ... I hope that this song will have a further fate. I have not written such songs yet. ”